You don’t like the colour orange

Blue hair dye on your pillow
You’ll regret it in the morning
Blue hair dye on your pillow
I guess I’ll never meet your friends, yeah

I don’t know why
You’ve been saving a space in the back of your mind for me
So let’s just play pretend, yeah
You knew there was something about me

But I can’t give you my jacket ‘cause it’s not black
You don’t like the colour orange
So I hope you call me up when you get too drunk
Yeah, I’m only being honest
And I know that buying flowers was a little too much
And I know they’re probably dead now, yeah
But I can’t give you my jacket ’cause it’s not black
You don’t like the colour…

Blue hair dye on your pillow (Blue hair dye on your pillow)
I’ll forget it in the morning
Blue hair dye on your pillow
I guess we won’t be more than friends

And I don’t know why
You’ve been saving space in the back of your mind for me
So let’s just play pretend
That you’ve been making a place in your life for me
But you’re so out of the blue in the dark, seeing red
Is it me seeing you for the person you are? Is it dead?
You knew that there’s something about me

But I can’t give you my jacket ‘Cause it’s not black
You don’t like the colour orange
So I hope you call me up when you get too drunk
Yeah, I’m only being honest
And I know that buying flowers was a bit too much
And I know they’re probably dead by now, yeah
But I can’t give you my jacket ‘cause it’s not black
You don’t like the colour orange

She says, “Sorry that the phone call was a bit here nor there”
I think that I adore you
“At the moment I’m not ready to be more than what’s going on”
I am upset
“I am obsessed with you and I adore talking to you”
I thought that you adored me
“But it makes me feel sad and upset that I can’t give you what you want”

Oh, tear me down (Blue hair dye on your pillow)
Yeah, I mean that
Oh, I need that
Oh, tear me down
Yeah, I mean that
Yeah, I need that
Oh, I need that

But I can’t give you my jacket ‘cause it’s not black
You don’t like the colour orange
So I hope you call me up when you get too drunk
Yeah, I’m only being honest
And I know that buying flowers was a little too much
And I know they’re probably dead by now
But I can’t give you my jacket ‘cause it’s not black
You don’t like the colour orange

Blue hair dye on your pillow
I guess I’ll never meet your friends